Together with his spiky hair, spunky smile, lively eyes and a sexy slim torso, 21-year-old Zack resembles the guitar player from a boy group, as pleased to show off his facial hair as he’s to brag about everything he can with groupies. In summary, he starts working up his t-shirt, exposing that level stomach and that hot path of hair that begins under his navel and dead ends to nirvana just below those blue blue boxers. Zack makes background of the top, tossing it on his shoulder and, even owning the moment, relishes the opportunity to become the very thing of desire to the fullest. His torso is marble smooth, his nipples hard, as he flexes his torso, the tight musculature of his body gleams like a living anatomy chart of what exactly a sexy college guy in his prime may seem like he had been blessed by the ideal end of the gene pool. His is obviously lean, easily defined and possesses a set of abs that wet dreams are made from. Wiggling out of his shorts and providing a excellent solid grasp to this growing mound in the center, it’s clear Zack now has something else in his head. . .and in his fist.Like that a gigolo past his years, Zack works the nuance of every pose, letting the waist band fall so seductively on his lower abdomen. He allows us appreciate the specified arch of his obliques before turning round, displaying those well-toned arms as he operates the fighter down, and showing inch after inch of rock hard, creamy white, jock butt cheeks as round as they are tight and just as sexy as they come. Keeping his beef coated, he also operates the anticipation to the fullest till we are almost afraid that what is below may be the fly in this otherwise ideal ointment–but fret not! He pulls his hands away and what appears is a sound, thick, thick cut, bona-fide two-fisted boner of delight.Thankfully bucking the trend and allowing his dark brown bush grow loose, Zacks cock is unlike the rest of him at 1 aspect: his body is so thin as can be and that cock is still as thick as they come. Not just thick, it is veiny, meaty and long. Having a pair of heavy hanging balls, then his shaft is practically as wide around as the two of those nuts are collectively. When he grabs the shaft at the base, it becomes a throbbing red tower with a flaring mind which threatens to disperse precum on his nips. Working a bit of sweat with the intensity of the feeling he’s making, he looks into the lens to be certain you know this is no act on his part; that cock is making him feel that good and oh yes, he is glad you’re along for the ride. On the ground, at the chair and eventually sprawled back to the couch, Zack hammers off at that nut till he eventually explodes like a geyser all over that still heaving chest and belly. Wonder how much he’d take whether a mouth labored that pole instead of just his own hands? Stay tuned guys. We’ll be back using a visual!
